Rio Da Hustla - Savage

Catastrophically I spit philosophy
That street Monopoly
My drug pharmacy is booming offf the chain retardedly
It's uncommonly that you find a G as hot as me
I'm smoking weed while Counting green now thats that cheese and broccoli
You fuck wit me I'll leave you bleeding in the streets unconsciously
That chopper make yo body leak
And have yo ass real wobbly
You need to come and shop wit me
These niggas try to copy me
But they do that shit sloppily
My coke is A1 quality
I'm boosting the economy
Fuck Trump you should come vote for me
I'm whipping keys and dumping P's
I'm trapping cross the country
These clown Ass niggas comedy
Heard they got animosity
But when I see them they full of apologies
These niggas always flaugin G
But always speak mythology
I got niggas that do robberies
And will shoot you like a photography
So don't make this a murder scene
This should only be grand larceny
These niggas softer then some Wallabees
No snitching is my policy
We'll run up on your property
Pop shots at where yo Mama be
Bitch I'm a hot commodity
And I ain't even arguing
Bitch I'm just being modestly
Yo bitch she always topping me
Lo key that bitch be stalking me
I caught her at the Aldis
I was serving a nigga a P
She was bagging up some groceries
I bagged her like somE groceries
Her hair was long mahogany
Her Ass was astronomically
She sucked my dick so sloppily
She drunk my fluids bodily
She got good brain like psychology
Like she gotta a in biology
I call lil Mama Dracula cause she suck like she doing phlebotomy
She work that mouth phenomenally
She said my nigga be stalking me
He follow me every time I leave
And be calling me anonymously
When I pick up he be ear hustling
Just sit there and breathe
Don't be saying nothing
But these bitches I don't be trusting
These thotties just be gossiping
They trying to get some cock from me
And wanna get some gwap from me
I predict it like a prophecy
I'm the shit like a colostomy
Me without that glock on me
Man that shit is impossibly
I got some killas that will pop for me and go burn down yo Block for me
Everyday I get a Lotta cheese
I gotta Lotta kids to feed
A nigga Smoke a Lotta weed
I gotta Lotta felonies
You fuck wit me yo ass gon bleed
Bitch I'm really from the streets
Like Drake I let that Draco sing
Hit you wit that hotline bling
40 glock wit 30 shots
And got the nerve to have a beam
Ran up in that nigga Crib and made his baby Mama scream
Made his baby Mama scream
Gang gang gang gang
Like Drake I let that Draco sing
Like Drake I let that Draco sing
Like Drake I let that Draco sing blawww

Written by:
Mario Robinson

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